chewed my lips subconsciously, feeling awkward under her stare.

I recollected myself and replied to Ashton, “I’ll blow-dry it in a bit.” I usually avoided the hairdryer except during winter, as it was bad for my hair quality.

Ashton knitted his brows as he stared at me somewhat sternly. Then, he turned to Rachel and said, “Put the Marketing Department in charge of promoting the AI. You can settle the rest with Joseph.”

Rachel frowned as she took a covert glance at me. “Mr. Fuller, we need you to review all these materials personally before we can—”

“You may leave now,” Ashton cut her off before looking at me out of the corner of his eye. He waved me over. “Come here!”

I walked towards him. Rachel glared at me darkly, probably angered by my distraction.

She left in a fit of irritation.

Ashton embraced me as he coaxed, “If you don’t blow-dry your hair, you’ll catch a cold.”

As he was talking, he took the towel in my hand and began patting my hair dry.

I nodded in response and pretended to look at my nails. Hmm, they’re getting a bit long. I should cut them soon.

His gentle stare was starting to burn a hole in the side of my head. I turned to face him and his magnetic gaze.

“Is there something on my face?” Instinctively, I lifted my hand towards my face. Rubbing at the possibly non-existent stains, my uncertainty grew.

He burst into laughter as a hint of humor flashed across his eyes.

seemed to be holding back

I asked, “Are we

you’d like

“Anything’s fine!”

in agreement, though he didn’t specify what we were

with the people from Granatano,

of Joseph’s anxiety. Instead, he had Joseph bring over a set of

actions induced both a sense of helplessness and poignancy

my shock. I addressed her, “He has

and appeared a bit put out before placing some documents on his

like she was in a rush to leave. Instead, she stopped in front of me as if she

stared at her directly. “Ms. Zimmer, do you have

merely sat down in front of me. She only spoke once

raised my brows at her but

and tossed out her next question nonchalantly.

speak directly, you know.” I wasn’t well-versed in the art of dallying

is going public, we’ve been working together till late every day. Sometimes we’re so busy we

bared her claws. “Scarlett, you’re in a far too different world from him. He

on the collar of Ashton’s shirt suddenly

always believed that courtesy and elegance are values that every mother passes down to her daughter, but I guess not every woman is lucky enough to

glared at me, infuriated by the blow I’d taken at

I’m sure Ashton and I share the same thoughts when it comes to

her

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